McCluskey is a little stuffed chicken; poorly made out of cheap fabric, sitting in straw in a rough hewn box, who stole my heart many years ago. I'm fairly certain I got her in New Jersey which means she has been with me over 25 years. Her usual spot is on top of the fridge. There is glass on the box and, even without a flash, I had a terrible time getting a good picture, so please enjoy this bad picture. Isn't it funny how sometimes one little thing can wiggle it's way into your existence and you can't imagine living without it? That's McCluskey. Hope you enjoy her. Peace. B : )
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